I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

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Spitting out the shrimp head from his mouth, Du Jue slowly walked out of the empty buffet hall. Countless people either beat their chests in regret or jumped for joy, making the place look like a mental hospital.

A large amount of chips were piled up at Kapil's feet. He proudly smoothed his hair with both hands, revealing his unkempt stubble.

Click.

Du Jue quickly snapped a photo of the other man through a gap in the crowd and sent it to Sanchao. He planned to wait until the guy left the casino before making a move. However, looking around, he was speechless to find that there were also many gamblers who were greedily staring at Kapier, their eyes filled with the greed of those who had lost big.

Without a hint of joy, Capil refused the casino's cash exchange service and shouted at the host, "Bring Capel out here! I want to gamble with her!"

The casino was immediately thrown into chaos.

It's strange that the messenger of the index finger would have time to do such a thing.

"Wen Duo? You actually have time to do something like this?"

Capet, dressed in a black and white short-sleeved shirt and cargo pants, walked up from behind and looked curiously at Du Jue next to him, peeling a steaming lobster in his hand.

Du Jue took an incredulous step back to look at Capet. She wore her familiar gold-rimmed glasses and looked very elegant, a completely different style from those gambling addicts who couldn't control their expressions.

[Three Dynasties: Kapil, who incurred enormous debt due to a gambling dispute a year ago, later joined Thumb. However, he apparently offended his superiors during his promotion to commander, even resulting in a bloody death on the spot, a very serious incident, and was thus hunted down by Thumb.]

[Sanchao: I think he probably attacked K Company's transport convoy out of desperation. He probably didn't even know what was inside. There's probably no antidote for a guy like him. Perhaps the target is no longer in his hands, but has been pawned to the casino.]

Coming to his senses, Du Jue abandoned Kapil and hurriedly showed his Tier 2 credentials to Cape and questioned him: "Hey, your brother stole company property, and this casino is all your property, so you don't need to say what I'm here for, right?"

Snapped.

Cape patted the food scraps off his hands, shrugged easily, and said, "Hmm, I understand the cleanup guy thing, but you also have to understand the rules here. Anything here can be won through gambling."

"You mean, you want to have a bet with me? Aren't you at work today? I mean, isn't there any instruction to pass on?"

She ignored Kapil, who was still fiercely negotiating with the casino, and instead chatted leisurely with Du Jue, saying, "As the ambassador for Urban Girls, don't you understand? Those who are willing are led by fate, and those who are unwilling are dragged along by fate."

"No one has a free holiday; this is just a rest arranged by orders."

Du Jue got a headache from hearing such mysterious words and quickly interrupted, "Okay, okay, they all mean instructions. Let's begin. I'm in a hurry to hand in my commission."

"Hey! Capet, get down here right now, I'm going to beat you this time!"

Kapil, who had angrily pushed the host aside, pointed at Capet in front of the crowd and impatiently moved a table over from the side.

"Let's go."

Capel casually raised his chin and waved his hand, causing the men in black sunglasses to open the gold-plated barbed wire.

Bang!

Kapil slammed his fist on the table, pointing at Du Jue with utter bewilderment and roaring, "Get down! If you have money, come up here! I don't gamble without chips!"

Seeing Capet eagerly opening the new dice next to him, Du Jue, who had calmly taken his seat, could only hope that the two guys would accept their loss. He turned to the waiter and gave him his bank account number before calmly reminding them, "I am the promotional ambassador for City Girl, and I undoubtedly have the best luck. It's really hard for me to understand why you have the confidence to gamble with me."

"That Malaysian luck theory again!"

Kapil suddenly pulled out a dark box. "Let me tell you, no wish stickers will work. This is a lock box. Put the dice in and lock it. No luck will affect anything inside."

Then Capil glared fiercely at Capet, "Gambling is all about that thrilling moment, the life-altering gains and losses all hinge on this one instant. I won't allow you bunch of cheaters to tarnish this bliss. Now let's play big or small!"

"I'll go first!"

"Host, get that law firm here right now to notarize this! I'm betting every last penny I've won, not a single one left!"

Du Jue stared dumbfounded at Capil, whose face was flushed with excitement. He took the lockbox and dice with some doubt and began to examine them. He watched as Capil, whose hand had a sticker on it, rolled out a 1 and a 5.

Could this guy have also robbed Company J?

Du Jue, who had frequent contact with Elena, couldn't help but think that Elena was in a state of extreme excitement from sucking blood.

Capet, however, was unconcerned and calmly announced, "No problem, the betting can begin."

The three-person betting game immediately drew thunderous cheers from the gamblers, who began placing bets.

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Chapter 170 Thumb.

“My bet is of course this Golden Casino, but I’m only going to play this once, since I’ve been abstaining from gambling for many years.”

Capet shook his head sadly when he saw Capil's hungry look.

“My foolish brother, haven’t you yet escaped this delusion? Betting is entrusting your will to false chance, a brief escape from the anxiety of choice, but the more you escape, the emptier you become.”

Kapil ignored him, his eyes red as he stared at Du Jue, urgently demanding, "You! Your chips!"

“Then I’ll bet a company that, if valued by a notary office, should be qualified to be on the table. But I’m here for the K company’s goods that you robbed. If I win, both of you will have to cooperate with me to get them.”

Kapil excitedly slapped the table with both hands, and after confirming that the company really existed, he anxiously shouted, "Alright, alright, let's settle this in the simplest way!"

He pressed down hard on the lockbox, immediately attracting everyone's attention. It was the first time Du Jue had felt the weight of everyone's gaze on him.

dong dong dong.

The rattling lockbox made the sound of dice clattering. Kapil glared fiercely at Cape, then stared straight at Du Jue. "Urban Girl? Commands? Don't be ridiculous!"

"There are only some cowards here who put chains around their own necks. You all push this and that onto others. The orders are just your endorphins to numb yourselves. If the orders were really useful, the city wouldn't be controlled by the leader!"

Kapil roared, his veins bulging, and even the veins on his face were clearly visible. Du Jue felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at by this beastly appearance, as if the other party was draining his energy and spirit through his gaze.

If they weren't in a casino, this palpable madness would have almost made Du Jue draw his sword and attack.

"I decide my own life! Let's go!"

6 points.

A cheer immediately erupted from the audience.

Capet took the locket thoughtfully and asked suspiciously, "You didn't practice rolling dice with this thing for a year, did you?"

"Shut up! Shake it!"

Under Kapil's clenched-teeth gaze, Capet merely shook the lockbox before slamming it onto the table.

Bang!

"Everyone, stand down!"

The clear voice rang out, immediately causing the focused gamblers to complain, followed by several sharp sounds of gun butts smashing jaws.

The leader, wearing a dark red overcoat and carrying a conspicuous matchlock gun at his waist, was scanning the entire gambling city while smoking a cigar. Finally, he addressed the disgruntled Capil: "Betraying Thumb, is this the kind of thing you're doing?"

"Isabel, get out of my way! Can't you see this is the crucial moment?!"

Impatiently, Capel urged Capet to open the box quickly, wishing he could do it himself.

"Such a disgraceful act, is this the true nature of the Blood Demon?"

Isabel shook her head and waved for twelve soldiers to step forward and clear a path through the crowded people. "You've done a great job this year, but unfortunately you just can't control yourself at this moment."

No one dared to make a sound, because the heads of those gamblers who hadn't yet figured out what was going on had already been smashed flat.

call out!

A piece of iron pipe flew from the second floor and was cut off. Isabel swung her gun to block it and immediately looked over with displeasure.

At the gambling table, Capel simply chuckled and opened the lockbox, revealing a six inside, much to Capel's dismay.

"No, the highest number you can roll on a die is 6. Are we going to keep rolling like this forever?"

Seeing this, Du Jue realized that these two guys were indeed exceptionally talented at gambling, "or rather, they could shake the dice to pieces."

"No, the dice must be intact!"

The very dedicated notary closing officer immediately spoke up, then hid behind a stone pillar before popping out again to shout, "You can't leave the gambling table by even one meter, otherwise you'll automatically lose."

Holding onto the lockbox felt utterly absurd; it wasn't a gamble anymore, but a contest of who could survive the retribution of the thumb. Was this some kind of urban aid?

6 points.

"So that's how it is. Was Ms. Capel, the messenger, gambling with others? Capel, you have truly disgraced Thumb. I hereby declare you expelled from Thumb and to be purged immediately."

"I apologize for any further inconvenience, Ms. Capet."

Turning his head, Du Jue couldn't help but curse inwardly. He saw that the Thumb Soldier, wearing a white glove, steadily held the matchlock gun and aimed it in this direction, perfectly avoiding Capet, but completely unaware that he was also included in the attack.

Despite the old-fashioned design of the firearms, they are the culmination of workshop technology. At least a regular stock would not be able to break a rock, not to mention that the thumb uses a special bullet.

Hey!

The gladiator exoskeleton was quickly donned, and Du Jue immediately turned around and roared, "You guys can just attack him, can't you try a different angle?!"

Isabel didn't even look at Du Jue; she simply ordered him to be shot.

Da da da!

After a volley of shots, Isabel frowned in confusion.

Kapil's body miraculously spread out like a fishing net, his deformed, blood-red body dodging most of the bullets. Only a large chunk of his left forearm was blown off. Despite his disability, he grabbed the lockbox with unwavering determination.

What surprised Isabel even more was that Du Jue, who hadn't moved an inch, only showed a few charred bullet marks on his seemingly thin, milky-white armor in the barrage of bullets, which was completely unexpected.

The notary, holding a pocket watch, popped up from behind and said, "Contestant Kapil, please shake the lockbox within three minutes, or you will be disqualified."

Kapil reached out with difficulty to open the lockbox; it was still 6 o'clock.

"Everyone, get close and fire, switch to impact warheads."

Hey!

Du Jue couldn't take it anymore and roared at the notary closing person, "Can't we just stop for a moment if the casino is in such a terrible state?!"

"no!"

Kapil shouted almost simultaneously with the notary closing man. This blood demon gambler didn't care at all about the approaching Thumb Soldiers behind him, and continued to lie on the gambling table, grinning foolishly: "If you leave, you lose. Only I am the winner!"

Click.

The sound of soldiers loading bullets filled the air, and the notary closing down beside them nervously reminded Du Ju: "But you can speed up the pace of the game, for example, this time you can just prohibit the players from touching or attacking each other."

Capet's lockbox fell back onto the gambling table and could no longer be shaken.

Understanding the implication, Du Jue took out a heavy crusher and smashed it in front of him. The strong vibration from the impact on the ground immediately caused the dice inside the lockbox to roll again.

Da da da!

The bullets, with their immense impact, struck the crusher, yet failed to penetrate the giant workshop's defenses. The notary and finish-up personnel behind them were dumbfounded, having never seen anyone withstand two volleys of bullets from a thumb.

Kapil, on the other hand, jumped around the gambling table like a monkey, using his sister Cape as a shield, which barely saved his life.

4 points.

"Hahaha! See, I beat you!"

Kapil peeked out from behind Capel, jumping for joy.

"Hey, as a former Thumb member, how could you be so offensive to the Index Finger messenger?"

Isabel seemed to be getting tired of the farce and politely gestured for Capet to leave, then had the soldiers replace their bayonets.

"Ms. Capet, I will fully compensate for the losses caused to the casino later. I hope you will understand."

Ignoring the two men behind him who were negotiating, Kapil stared greedily at Du Jue, who was still sitting.

"Wen Duo, it's your turn!"

Even though Capil used the same tactic of shaking the table, he still managed to throw out a 6, much to Capil's disappointment.

As Kapil excitedly grabbed the lockbox, a bayonet pierced his shoulder, and a powerful swing of the butt crushed his shoulder blade, but the guy still stubbornly placed the lockbox on the gambling table.

2 points.

"Damn it! Don't you guys have any common sense?!"

Enraged, Kapil raised his hand and pulled out the vein from the soldier's arm with his thumb, tearing out a large network of red lines with a single flick.

Du Jue grabbed the lockbox and shook it carelessly, then spoke calmly to Kapil, who had just broken the soldier's arms: "Remember not to break the contract, or I'll be angry."

Swish!

3 points.

This thrilling and bizarre bet finally came to an end.

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Chapter 171 Disgusting.